The knight captain will lead by example

"Well, I guess since you two were nice enough to accompany me out tonight, I'll give ya a little show," Dyna winked to her knights' apprentices, before hopping the railing to an altar where one nun had finished (presumably, considering she wearing gold, cross shaped pasties and counting cash on a nearby stool). Both of the apprentices blushed, but Ro was less able to hide her emotions, due to the goofy smile that overtook her face. "Once you see how your captain does it, though, I'm expecting both of you to pull your own weight! Granted, the two of you together look like you might weigh less than a barrel," she snickered. "But remember that the ability to draw people into one of these is going to be an important part of being a knight soon enough!"

Ro and Roi both gulped. "I-I-I wish you good fortune, Captain!" Ro saluted, still wearing that dopey, anticipating grin.

"Heh! Save that for our next battle. I don't need luck for this," the smug lady chuckled, pressing both hands atop the altar before pushing her way onto it, lifting both of her somewhat stocky legs from the ground and showing her generous, tightly-clad rear to the audience. That alone was enough to turn several heads in her direction... More so when they realized who she was. Gasps began to run through the crowd... No one would mistake the knight's captain for a nun or one of the church's faithful, after all. Although she hadn't taken the center altar, she managed to capture the audience's attention so thoroughly with her arrival that the other nuns were suddenly dancing for no audience. "Hey, before I start, can we establish some ground rules?" she questioned, positioning herself so that she lay on her stomach atop the long altar's flat surface.

The nun in the center, a shapely young lady with long, green hair, parted away from her forehead, and a slight up-tilt to her nose that made her look like a noble, had been in the process of pulling off a high-necked, thin white dress she wore. Seeing all eyes turned away from her, she grew red with embarrassment and clenched her fists, then took charge of the situation. "The rules here are ours to set, interloper! Why are you even here?! This is an event for nuns to entertain their faithful, relieve the feelings of lust that assuage them, and gather donations! Get lost...!" she complained.

"Now, now... the church opens their doors to everyone, right?" the cheeky knight captain grinned, showing her fangs. "What's the matter, can't handle a little competition?"

The other lady smirked back, but her eyebrow was twitching. "Hmph! My name is Guyld St. Vendigeld IV-"

"Eeegh, better keep that to yourself in future shows. Doesn't exactly roll off the tongue," Dyna joked. "There've been four of you Guyld's? Shit, that's rough!"

The lady's face grew redder and more furious as she resumed speaking. "And I will not tolerate your insolence! Nor will I shy from your challenge! On the honor of the house of St. Vendigeld and the Holy Church of Merridan, I accept! Whichever of us gathers the most donations is the victor this night!" the noble nun, Guyld, declared. "And if I win, you're never allowed to intrude upon this holy house again!"

"Fine, that makes sense," Dyna giggled, her grin widening even further until it resembled a wicked, off-kilter crescent moon. This snooty nun was doing her work for her! This was a chance to defeat the church in the most literal sense. "But I did say I had a couple more ground rules, right? It's nothing too troublesome. First off... this organ by itself is putting me to sleep! Is it fine if I get the audience clapping or something, just to add some percussion?"

"P-Percussion?! Our holy sanctum needs no percussion!" Guyld protested, stomping one foot on the altar, an act which, a day or two ago, would have seemed like the most sacrilegious thing one could do upon an altar of Geod.

"No, I disagree. This is like... some surreal shit. You need more than just the organ and the chants," Dyna complained. The murmurs of the audience were clearly in agreement with her. "Second of all... You know I'm going all the way, right? Just note that doesn't include this pendant. It has... sentimental value for me," she continued, smiling as she ran one thumb over the smooth surface of the shield emblem. In reality, if she took that off... the assembled clergy were going to realize they had someone much more out of place than a knight in their midst. "Plus, it's the best way to tell I'm a knight. You know... besides being hotter than every other nun on stage put together!"

"Augh! I'm going to make you eat that pendant, you halfling!" the other lady attempted an insult. "Now, quickly! Resume the music! The body and technique of the St. Vendigeld lineage will not lose to this... this brutish dwarf!"

It seemed it was going to be a long night of people messing up their guesses as to Dyna's secret race. As the choir restarted and the organ continued, Ro and Roi began to clap, which started the rest of the audience into the same, picking up a rhythm that could match the choir's words. Even though the two were agnostic knights, everyone in town knew these hymns... it was impossible to go through the day without hearing them from time to time. That made it easy to keep the beat.

Dyna knew that the way these hymns worked, there would be a lot of slow buildup, talking about the grace of Geod or the holiness of charity or some other bullshit, before the choir boys and girls went nuts and really belted out the high notes. That was the part where she'd need to throw in a miniature climax. Thankfully, her armor was plenty light to dance in, due to its minimal coverage, so even before she reached that point, she was able to snake her hips and get the crowd into it. Guyld watched her nervously, belaying removing her dress as though she had thought the better of it... that girl was smart enough to realize from the way Dyna was holding back that the time to hit a climax hadn't arrived yet in the music.